LAUNDRY FREESTYLE ft. Jack Kafer, Nobody Famous & DeuceDev Lyrics

I just showed up, so it's showtime now

Whole gang hopped on the cut might make the hoes wild out

You claiming to be the one, don't be the one fouled out

I know I can't call 'em son they just the step child style

It's me turnin' this bitch up, so don't touch that dial

It's touch tone

Now she don't even wanna keep the dress on

Don't compare what I do

If this a race then I'm the best run

Track me out at 1st place, if not, I ain't the next one

Leave dropping the ball to y'all and I don't leave 'em waitin'

I'll turn a pause to payment

So good I might have broke the laws of greatness

Through a bar or cadence in my voice that might just calm your lady

It's DND if it ain't me I leave anticipation

Oooh

Whoa whoa whoa whoa

Woke up this morning and I made some paper but now I need

Mo' mo' mo' mo'

It's not even 2, I been shoppin' since Noon, I been smokin' since 8

I ain't even ate, got big moves to make

Them lil moves can wait, you lil dudes can hate

Hey it's okay, I'm still gettin' cake

Like December One-Five

Mush a nigga like fungi, not the one or the two my guy

I'm the best ever. Who are you my guy?

Who mans is this? Who is you my boy?

I'm really him I'm the truth my boy

No tint on that seven-five coupe my boy

Told the shop I gots to see it through my boy

Uh uh uh

That's disgusting

Damn so how'd you get back home? You had to Uber?

What you mean my boy?

Oh no

GOTS TO SEE IT THROUGH MY BOY

Goddamnit

Yep

Uh uh uh

I had sex with her

Big blunts for the summer smoke joints in the winter

Hard to Guard like what's the Point of a Center

Forgive me for being Forward I moved past the rappers in my presence

I'm really a blessin', match weed with the reverend, my speech lead to heaven

My words are like scriptures, my flows are like pistols

Like bop bop bop bop hope you know I won't miss you

Like bop bop bop bop no reload I just hit you won't stop til I get you

Greetings from excellence

Float on the beat with effectiveness

The tone is a frequently precedent set

To clone and repeat

It shows when my weakest is prone to be peak

What you'll notice

I don't leave room for improvement

I'm fully evolved, surrounded by Pichu's

Until there's some movement

Then all of a sudden it's all Mr Me Too's

And I don't see bars match the EQ's

You act like it's cars on a beach cruise

When the odds are beneath you

It's hard to be equal

Squandering beats while we hawk in and eat

And let starving defeat you

It's hardly a blink or a thought When the ink is like arson...

Heat

Dissolving the sheet

Carving our mark

Your scars don't compete

Your jaws don't maul like ours do

Maul like sharpened teeth

Just barking loud

Exhausted sheesh

The cost ain't cheap

Just talk is

And

It's all you see

I guess I've grown impartial

Cuz dreams don't make the Stars and

The stars ain't seen too often

Just a bunch sparks put out

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